Who is the real friend?

Friendship is a five letter word. But there are many secrets hidden in this word which are revealed only to those who make true friends. Because true friendship is also considered as a pure relationship, which is many times more than many relationships.  If there is a spirit of true friendship in the heart, then difficult tasks can be done easily.  Because there is no such thing as greed, jealousy, some deception and evil in this relationship and the destination is easily found due to this relationship. If there is true friendship, then even unknown people become their own.  I am going to state that it is absolutely true.  Zaman Ali and I, a very good and dear friend, lived in the same neighborhood.  Our house was nearby. Zaman Ali's father was a government official who was counted among the honest officers. Zaman Ali was the youngest of his five siblings.  He was loved by his siblings and loved by his parents.  Zaman Ali and I passed matriculation from the same school together. We both entered the college together. Our clothes were the same. Our school and college bags were the same.  As it was  When we were in school, we used to come and go on the same color bicycles and when we went to college, we used to get on the same bus.  School and college boys used to look at our true friendship with envy. During school and college breaks, we usually brought food from home and ate it.  Sometimes Zaman Ali used to bring some food from his house and sometimes I used to come from my house to make something good. Then we would sit together under a tree in the college garden and eat.  It felt good because in my spare time I used to sit there and study.

Zaman Ali had a great personality. He used to make fun of everyone except his family. He used to talk very kindly to the poor neighbors of the neighborhood. He often helped the poor neighbors secretly.  He was always sympathetic to them.  Apart from studies, Zaman Ali was also interested in sports. Horse riding, archery, tera and judo were his favorite sports. He was very skilled in all these sports even wherever sports competitions were held.  There was always a first prize.  He had amassed many prizes.  Zaman Ali liked to do what you did. Sometimes when he did what you did, it would reach a very dangerous level. That is, he would go very deep in the water and come out after a while.  Forbade to go  But he always used to laugh. He used to say.  "The day of death is fixed. The night to come to the grave will come. Don't worry about it, my friend.". One day Zaman Ali suddenly came to my house. After greeting the family, he came to my room and gave me an envelope and said.  "Read it." I pulled out a piece of paper from the envelope and read an interview call from the Pakistan Air Force.  "It's great that you will become an Air Force officer," said Zaman Ali.  "Your Excellency, if you come with me, I will give an interview, otherwise I will not give it." I agreed to go with him and the next day we both reached the Air Force office. There were many other candidates.  Zaman Ali's number was 15th. When it was his turn he went in for the interview and after a while when he came out after giving the interview he told me the news of his success. I was very happy to hear the news of success.  After some time, Zaman Ali received a letter for Air Force training. Before leaving, he came to meet him and said.  "I'm going to train the Air Force. Promise me you'll write me a letter every day." I promised and reassured him.  "I will write you a letter every day and you also promise to reply to my letter." Then he hugged me and said goodbye to me and his family and went for training.  Our correspondence lasted for about two years.  We both kept replying to each other's letters as promised. Then suddenly one day news came that Zaman Ali's plane crashed during training and Zaman Ali was martyred.  And I was deeply shocked myself.  My childhood friend, my true friend, left me forever and ever. I could not forget this shock till today. He had rightly said that the night to come to the grave.  Looks like he's still alive today and with his true friendship  I sometimes go and sit under that college tree where we both ate and studied together.  I am glad to remember his true friendship.  May Allah give you high ranks my friend.  Amen.

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